"I'm sorry… I-I'm sorry… I'm so s-sorry…" Aiki whispered apology after apology, burying their face in their hands as they trembled and sobbed. He was still stuck in his own memories, although Rosalind presumably didn't care to see them. She was just glad to see them suffering and upset, even if she didn't know the reason.
He found himself feeling like there was something over his mouth, like the muzzle that had been put on him when he was just a kid. Their throat was starting to tighten and their ears flattened back against their head as they gasped for breath. Despite Rosalind's assurances, he definitely felt trapped. They didn't think it was below her to lie and keep them around to use for her own purposes.